The princess always wants to get out of the wall

At the beginning of the reception dinner for Princess Pinglan, Feng Xin had already lost all the fun of the "one-day tour of the palace" for the same reason - there were too many tm rules!

She didn't inherit the original owner's memory, and it was only because of Zhao Xinning's reminders and the original owner's muscle memory that she didn't mess up everything in the palace.

It's not broken, but it's really tiring.

in particular……

Feng Xin looked at the rich food in front of her, but she had to maintain the dignity and elegance of being a princess. She moved her chopsticks every five minutes, and each time she ate a little food that was only enough for a full-moon kitten, she unexpectedly You have to chew gracefully and carefully for a full 5 ​​minutes!

Zhao Xinning is obviously very used to this kind of occasion, as if she is at her own dinner table gracefully and freely; probably other wives and empresses are also accustomed to it, only Feng Xin is like a chess piece that has been misplaced, surrounded by white flowers, only She was blindingly black.

I don't know if the men's seat will be better.Feng Xin thought about it, and even wanted to sneak out temporarily, change her clothes and go to Zhao Jing'an's place to sit for a while, so she might be able to eat enough?

But her sense was still there, and Feng Xin pulled herself back in time when she was on the verge of dying.

"Chi..." It wasn't a low voice, but there was no unkind laughter, which instantly attracted the attention of everyone at the table—even though that person was originally the protagonist of everyone's attention.

Princess Pinglan raised the corners of her lips, showing neat and white teeth, looked at Feng Xin with interest, and said leisurely: "I always think that Princess Duan should be our woman from Mobei."

Princess Pinglan said this casually, but it was very different when it fell into the ears of others.Where is that in Mobei?The desolate land surrounded by wind and sand, according to Jingzhong, if you put it nicely, it is called the folk customs are bold, and if you put it bluntly, it is called uneducable. There is such a layer of prejudice here, so it is not a compliment no matter how you say it. .

Even Zhao Xinning's expression changed suddenly, and she was about to refute. Feng Xin patted the back of Zhao Xinning's hand under the table to comfort her. With a smile: "It's a great honor. I am very yearning for the scenery of Mobei."

She spoke too seriously, and her beautiful peach eyes were full of sincerity and yearning, without any falsehood.

There was an uproar.

Zhao Xinning was so angry that she almost bit her lips, and it took her a long time to realize that Feng Xin's hand was still on the back of hers, and she held that hand back without hesitation, and pinched her heartily without any sympathy. ——Is this daughter of the Feng family an idiot? !Did she think that was a compliment?Does she think it's appropriate to say "I yearn for it" in her capacity?

The whole hand was about to be pinched off... Feng Xin felt the anger from Princess Changning, and it took twelve minutes of endurance to barely maintain the smile on her face.

"Then why doesn't the princess come with me to Mobei to see the real Mobei scenery?" Princess Pinglan smiled happily. This Princess Duan is actually the woman she likes the most in the whole capital. Feng Xin offered a toast.

This is quite out of line.

Not to mention that Princess Duan is already the matriarch of the family, even if she is still unmarried, it is too unreasonable and unreasonable to bypass her husband and parents and invite her directly.

What's more, Invitation is still a border land like Mobei.

The nobles at the table showed a little bit of contempt -- this Princess Pinglan is indeed a woman who grew up in Mobei, with lax rules and perverse words and deeds, no wonder she is now 20 years old and has no marriage. It can be ordered; it is said that Princess Pinglan was summoned to Beijing this time because the Queen Mother was kind and determined to choose a son-in-law for her, but the ladies present here have seen such outrageous words and deeds, who would want to have such a daughter-in-law?

Even Zhao Xinning was so shocked that she forgot to continue pinching Feng Xin, she was stunned for a while, and then gave Feng Xin a hard look, with an attitude of "If you dare to promise, I will immediately fight you to death".

Feng Xin looked at the furious Zhao Xinning, and couldn't help showing a helpless smile. Under the eyes of watching the crowd, she leisurely picked up the cup in front of her and drank it down, and said with a slight smile, "If the prince agrees, Willing to go together."

Princess Pinglan raised her eyebrows when she heard the words. If she was an ordinary woman, she would probably have rejected her straight away, right?But if it was an ordinary woman, she probably wouldn't follow what she said before and say the words "the heart yearns for it", right?

She was indeed an interesting woman.Princess Pinglan smiled and drank a glass of wine.

Zhao Xinning breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily Feng Xin didn't agree, otherwise, she wouldn't know how to make things right for her...Huh?No, why did she want to talk to Feng Xin?In case Feng Xin killed herself, no one would rob her of her brother!Yes, she won't help Fengxin!

Thinking about it this way, Zhao Xinning felt much better.

Feng Xin raised half of her eyebrows and looked at Zhao Xinning, who suddenly smiled happily, and said in her heart, if she didn't know that this girl is a proper brother control, the series of behaviors of this girl just now would really easily make her narcissistic Les was thinking crookedly.

It's a pity... Feng Xin thought bitterly, bearing the name of Princess Duan not only affected her flirting with girls, but most importantly, it also deprived her of the possibility of staying and flying with others!Look, didn't she reluctantly reject the travel invitation sent by Princess Pinglan just now?Princess Pinglan, what a unique girl she is...

The customs of the Daxun Dynasty are relatively open. In ordinary banquets, although men and women have different seats, they are usually held in the same hall; but this time the Queen Mother hosted the banquet in person. He intends to choose a husband for him, so he invited many female relatives, and simply divided the men's and women's seats into two places, which is simply neat.

But Princess Pinglan is not just an ordinary woman, she also represents the military and political lord of Mobei, it is absolutely impossible to just chat and laugh with the ladies.

During the banquet, Feng Xin watched Princess Pinglan just want to get up, the queen mother quickly held her down, and smiled very kindly: "Girl Lan has suffered in the north these years, it is rare to go to Beijing for two days, and put away those heavy burdens." Leave everything to their men!"

Princess Pinglan's eyes froze.

Feng Xin raised half of her eyebrows and looked at the empress dowager sitting in the seat who was smiling warmly, a little surprised.

Looking at most of the people at the table, they all nodded in agreement.

Princess Pinglan was just stunned for a moment, then smiled the next moment: "The queen mother loves me."

The queen mother patted her hand lovingly, and smiled with satisfaction. Princess Pinglan watched her smile, and slowly tightened her fingers.

men's seats.

Compared to the women's side, although the emperor and several princes were present at the men's side, the atmosphere was much more lively.

Along with Princess Pinglan, who went to Beijing to meet the Holy Spirit, in addition to a few personal guards, there were also two generals from Mobei. The men probably had a dream of being a hero in their bones. Let go and talk.

The young emperor watched with interest the courtiers present talking freely, and glanced expectantly outside the hall from time to time.

Ye Jilin was very absent-minded, but he was very interested in that Princess Pinglan. He had long wanted to see what this legendary strange woman looked like, and whether she was really as ugly and ugly as in the legend. He was as fierce as a yaksha, but he could stop children from crying at night; but he didn't expect that the men's and women's seats at the banquet were divided into two halls. He stretched his neck and waited for a long time, but he didn't see the shadow of Princess Pinglan.

"Hey, Jing'an," Ye Jilin stretched out his hand and poked Zhao Jing'an, who was also absent-minded, "Tell me, why hasn't Princess Pinglan come yet?"

Zhao Jingan was sitting upright, when Ye Xiaohou suddenly poked him, he turned his head to look at him in a daze, and said with frowned: "What did you say?"

"You..." Ye Jilin was very speechless, just about to make a joke, but suddenly noticed that Zhao Jingan's lips were a little pale, and the bright lights covered him up, if you don't pay attention, it's hard to spot at a glance; Ye Jilin was shocked, Ignoring Princess Pinglan any more, she said softly, "You...are you suffering from an old illness?"

Zhao Jing'an forced a smile, tried his best to endure the pain from his lower abdomen, bit his lip and nodded slightly.

"It's all like this, why are you here?" Ye Jilin held back his anger, lowered his voice and blamed, and moved the wine cups in front of Zhao Jingan to his own, "I remember you were drinking just now?"

"I've only had a couple of sips, I'm fine." Zhao Jing'an pursed his lips, his complexion was slightly pale, and his long eyebrows were slightly frowned. Perhaps because of the light from the candle, his handsome face was no longer as cold as usual, and there was a gleam of light at the tip of his eyes. Red, the whole person softened, with a touch of fragility that he didn't usually have.

Ye Jilin turned around and waved to the maids waiting behind him, and ordered them to serve some hot soup and warm wine for the young prince, then turned to look at Zhao Jing'an again: "Can it still work? If not, just find a reason to go Rest for a while. Anyway, His Majesty knows..."

"That's too outrageous." Zhao Jing'an shook his head with a smile when he heard his friend's concern.

"What's so outrageous?" Ye Jilin has never been as self-restraining and polite as Zhao Jingan. As long as everything is decent, he will be happy with him, so he can't understand Zhao Jingan's embarrassing behavior. Take the wind, now that the Lord is not here, what are we still doing here?"

"Nonsense again." Zhao Jing'an felt a little helpless, Ye Xiaohou was used to being wanton in front of him, but now he also spoke unrestrainedly. He raised his eyes and looked around, but no one noticed them. He said angrily, "Princess Princess Pinglan hasn't arrived yet, it must be the Queen Mother's preference for her. This is a good thing, where is it your turn to complain?"

Ye Jilin didn't take it seriously, and just about to refute, he heard a loud female voice coming from the door: "The minister Ying Pinglan is late, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me, my lords, forgive me!"

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The author has something to say:

small theater.

Ying Pinglan: Princess, why don't you go to Mobei with me to see the real scenery of Mobei?

Feng Xin (jumping inwardly, pretending to be calm): I am so honored.

Zhao Xinning: Princess Pinglan is a bastard, let all the sons and daughters of the capital not want it, and ran away with my sister-in-law!

Zhao Jing'an (smiling on the surface, mmp on the inside): Why is it always me who gets hurt...

Haha, I'm sorry for the young prince Duan, I don't show much in the text, and the small theater is always being abused. I always feel that if this continues, I will remove the young prince Duan from the protagonist column, haha~

The third update of this week!Are you not used to me being so hardworking all of a sudden? (Well, give yourself a little red flower again.)